Wednesday, August 11, 2010

The Plan

There are times when even the best of us have trouble with commitment, and we may be surprised at the commitments we're willing to let slip out of our grasp and even the ones we are willing to make. All I can say is commitments are complicated. True commitment, takes effort, and sacrifice to make work. Which is why sometimes, we have to learn the hard way, to choose our commitments very carefully. So, when we do decide to take the chance with that special someone we set the expectations and we all think everything will be great and when they are not we feel robbed and hurt. Sometimes though, those expectations sell us short. Sometimes the expected simply pales to the comparison to the unexpected. You have to wonder why we cling to some of our expectations. I think they keep us steady, keep us within our “comfort zone.” Expectations keep us safe from hurt but standing still the expected is the beginning, just the norm. It is the unexpected that change our lives.

People have scars in all sorts of unexpected places caused by the unexpected. Like secret road maps of their personal histories. Most of our wounds heal, leaving nothing behind but a scar but, some of them do not heal. Some wounds we carry with us everywhere and though the cut’s no longer there, the pain still lingers and the sign is still there reminding us of what happened. Flaunting their awful truth in our face making sure we never forget.

We tell ourselves that we have a plan in life. We choose a path and we try to stick with it as much as possible. The thing about plans is they don't take into account the unexpected, so when we're thrown a curve ball, whatever it may be, we have to improvise. Of course, some of us are better at it than others. Some of us just have to move on to plan B, and make the best of it. And sometimes what we want is exactly what we need. But sometimes, sometimes what we need is a new plan.

You know when your parents or family member is pouring water into your empty glass and they would say “Say when” and, of course, we never did. We don't say when because there's something about the possibility, of more. More alcohol, more love. More of anything; more is better.

As humans we are always being told by everyone else how to do our jobs or how to live life. We all do it. When we have a cut we tell the doctor just stitch me up and let me go. It is easy to suggest a quick solution. Especially, when you don’t know much about the problem or you do not understand the underlying cause or just how deep the wound really is. The unexpected arise, always does. So we have to be ready for it and the first step toward a real cure when it does arise is to know exactly what happened to begin with but, honestly, people do not want to hear the truth. The truth hurts. We are just supposed to forget the past that led us here, ignore the future complications that might arise and go for the quick fix……

The Dream

So, I have been here in New York for over three years now, and it has been truly an experience. I have grown both emotionally and spiritually. It has definitely been a challenge but in such an eye opening way. I have changed so much about my life that looking back on what I was and what I am now. WOW. So here is my feeling behind change; we don't like it, we fear it, but we can't stop it from coming. We either adapt to change or we get left behind. And it hurts to grow, anybody who tells you it doesn't is lying. But here’s the truth: the more things change, the more they stay the same. And sometimes, oh, sometimes change is good. Sometimes, change is ... EVERYTHING!

Everyday, I find myself walking down the street to work, or class and find myself dreaming of something better then what I have now. It always seems to be the same scenario too. I find myself living the perfect life with the perfect guy. You know someone that actually wants to be with me and not think they want something and does not. I am so tired of meeting guys that are wonderful and think they know what they want and in the end I get hurt and well am still alone. So for me, dreaming, it takes me away from my nightmare of sanity and lets me feel more in control. We try and tell ourselves that reality is better. We try and convince ourselves it's better that we should never dream at all. But, the strongest of us, the most determined of us, hold on to the dream or we find ourselves faced with a fresh dream we never considered. We wake to find ourselves, against all odds, feeling hopeful. And, if we're lucky, we realize in the face of everything, in the face of life the true dream is being able to dream at all.

We all know what the dream is, we all have the same or something similar - that we'll finally be happy when we reach our goals - find the guy, finish school, find a great job, have that family we want, and live a long and happy life, that's the dream. Then we get there. And if we're human, we immediately start dreaming of something else. Because, if this is that dream, then we'd like to wake up. I know I do!

Unfortunately, too often, the thing you want most is the one thing you can't have. Desire leaves us heartbroken, it wears us out. Desire can wreck your life. But as tough as wanting something can be. The people, who suffer the most, are those who don't know what they want.